Glory Above the Heavens

By Irene Herring (Mrs. ReformedRev)

Ever since I can remember, I have gotten up early to watch the sun rise.  When I was growing up, I spent summers at my grandparents', who lived in eastern Kansas on a hill and land that stretched out and looked over the Kansas River.  Eastern Kansas is not flat, and the view was split by a tree break that dipped to the south and a century old walnut tree that stood starkly in the middle of a hay field.  In the summer, wind stirred through ripening wheat, meadowlarks called as the sun began to peak over the horizon.  Sometimes deer would wander to the pond below their house. The colors of orange, gold, salmon and aqua that filled the horizon, even if for a short time, were the brush strokes of a painting created by the Almighty.  There was something of peace and hope watching that pastoral scene unfold.

Every day that I watch the sun rise, I know that I have another day.  Another day to praise God and rest in HIS hope.

In Psalm 113:3-4, the writer says this:


From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, 

   the name of the LORD is to be praised.

 ⁴ The LORD is exalted over all the nations,
   his glory above the heavens. 

One version reads that the LORD is brighter than anything in the heavens, even the sun!   My prayer for you today, dear reader is that you may find hope in the rising of the sun and that the praise of our God will be on your lips.  May He give you a sunrise to watch and a personal beauty that gives the knowledge of the One who cares personally and intimately about you.

RefRev